I was secretly jealous, but she was my best friend anyway.I rang Sarah’s doorbell and she answered the door. She was wearing her hair up, showing of... her neck. She had put on a blue sundress that she knew I loved. I dropped off my bag and we were off to the movie. Sarah wanted to sit toward the back, which was okay with me. Unbeknownst to me, the movie centered on two girls who grew up together and became lovers. There came the inevitable scene of the two girls going to bed together. I had. ”“You resent having to wear clothes, too,” Debra commiserated. “And for this conference you have to leave your fur family behind. No snakes, either. No birds. Only humans. There’s going to be eleven humans in Conference Room Nine—the Qua, me, another serving wench, and two representatives from Selena Medical Complex.”What Debra omitted was that only three of the humans in Conference Room Nine were clothed. Oh, we were all in uniform. Female birthday suits were the proper administrative duty. I spent most of the morning cleaning out the place before dropping by to speak to the mayor. He said for 25 cents a week, he'd have his swamper sweep out the jail every day so I wouldn't have to do it. That certainly was agreeable to me.My next job was to visit the businessmen of Hancock and introduce myself. I wanted them to know and trust me, so that my job would be easier. Everybody wanted to talk a few minutes, so I didn't finish my plan to visit everybody. I'd try to do that tomorrow. I. But he was persistent and continued to make the suggestion to try it. Even when we were having sex and he was about to cum, he would make a move towards my face but I would offer him my breasts instead. Finally, after constant negotiations, I made him an offer...I told him that if he could go down on me and eat my pussy for a full hour non-stop, then he could cum on my face.At first he didn't think I was serious, but I told him that if he could do it and do it well and make me cum, he could.